I girded something tonight and braved the crowds at Walmart, armed with my pun-tastic sense of humor and ravenous young. We were probably more annoying than all the other customers combined. My running monologue of "no" and their questioning looks and outright pleas were even driving me nuts. Thankfully no one was hurt in the making of this pantry stock.

Good night couch, I'm wiped.

Can't or won't?

Punctuation abuse is treatable. Admitting you have a problem is the first step.